I Came So Close · Lane Scoggins

I came so close
To death
Tying the noose-knot
White knuckled, but resolute
Praying to God for it to end.

To love
Tying the marital knot
Swelling in my chest,
Praying to God for it to last.

To think that the same hands that held her
Held the rope,
Dropped the rope,
Called my father.
Really puts things into perspective.

Lane Scoggins is a poet in Cookeville Tennessee. When he is not writing, he spends his time watercolor painting, playing ukulele, and reading novels. He attends Volunteer State College with a degree in computer science.